Gaby and I commit a crime today. I do not want to talk about it, I'm sorry and terror ... but really I was just an accomplice. I wish I enclose with Diego Santoy.
I cut my hair, my friends insist that I pay as much for me ... although I do notice the change. I have some morbid obsession to see Avenue Q and Sweeney Todd (but is now!).
beginning to knit a new scarf and now that I'm down and after many months of not talking to my dad and have coffee together (something you really enjoy it) we went for coffee and something unusual happened, we watched football together the Mexico-Argentina game (clarified, or my dad or my football like us, but for a while the idea seemed good, I think even my can give me, even slightly,World Cup fever) also bought meringues and is beautiful today.
just that I have wanted to mourn, many, do not feel well, I do not believe that everything will be better, I do not believe. I'm in a lightness in which anything can happen and I do not care, who cares if it matters or not, just know I'm not comfortable but when I have coffee and talk with someone, my father, Gaby, Olga (includes Frida). I want to see Cars. I'm happy with my hair back today after coffee and a very ugly subject looked at me in the street and I got scared: (
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